Also known as Amy, but the majority of the time it's 'Mammy'. I'm Mammy to my little munchkin Oskar (born Oct '10) a little diva, Erika (born Mar '13) two cats; Sid and Nancy and three fishies. I'm partial to a spot of leopard print, Hello Kitty and anything cat related. I love the sea and want to live right by it one day. Rock and Roll is my music of choice, and I enjoy a glass of wine, or three. Taking photographs and eating cheese and olives are also very important.

Saturday, 23 February 2013

If only...


Since taking Oskar's dodies off him four days ago, he's only asked for it once! I'm shocked! Turns out he was more ready than I was. I'm so proud of him.

Friday, 22 February 2013

Loving Two

This wasn't written by me, but was posted on Instagram and I thought it was quite fitting. It made me cry as I'm an emotional wreck at the moment.

Loving Two

I walk along holding your 2-year-old hand, basking in the glow of our magical relationship. Suddenly I feel a kick from within, as if to remind me that our time alone is limited. And I wonder: how could I ever love another child as I love you?

Then he is born, and I watch you. I watch the pain you feel at having to share me as you’ve never shared me before.

I hear you telling me in your own way, “Please love only me”. And I hear myself telling you in mine, “I can’t”, knowing, in fact, that I never can again.

You cry. I cry with you. I almost see our new baby as an intruder on the precious relationship we once shared. A relationship we can never quite have again.

But then, barely noticing, I find myself attached to that new being, and feeling almost guilty. I’m afraid to let you see me enjoying him, as though I am betraying you.

But then I notice your resentment change, first to curiosity, then to protectiveness, finally to genuine affection.

More days pass, and we are settling into a new routine. The memory of days with just the two of us is fading fast.

But something else is replacing those wonderful times we shared, just we two. There are new times – only now, we are three. I watch the love between you grow, the way you look at each other, touch each other.

I watch how he adores you – as I have for so long. I see how excited you are by each of his new accomplishments. And I begin to realize that I haven’t taken something from you, I’ve given something to you. I notice that I am no longer afraid to share my love openly with both of you.

I find that my love for each of you is as different as you are, but equally strong. And my question is finally answered, to my amazement. Yes, I can love another child as much as I love you – only differently.

And although I realize that you may have to share my time, I now know you’ll never share my love. There’s enough of that for both of you – you each have your own supply.

I love you – both. And I thank you both for blessing my life.

-Author Unknown

Thursday, 14 February 2013

So funny.

I've just finished cleaning my teeth and getting ready for bed and I walked into my bedroom, and found Oskar with dodie in mouth, all tucked up with my iPad, he was on YouTube watching Chuggington, in Japanese. Haha! He was so engrossed in it he didn't even notice me enter the room and take his photo. He's now lying next to me watching Pocoyo in Italian, he's hilarious.

Wednesday, 13 February 2013

Growing a human is stressful!

Today was my 32 week scan! The sole purpose of the scan was to check to see whether the placenta had moved away from my cervix but I came away with more issues than I'd bargained for. I was more keen to know whether baby had grown a winky or not, because, I'd had the same placenta issue with Oskar so I was confident that it would have moved - and it has! So I'm all set for a normal birth - fingers crossed!
Another thing which was crossed was baby's legs, so I still have a teeny tiny bit of me thinking she could be a he, even though I've seen with my own eyes on the last scan that she has a foo-foo, I think it's just my pregnant brain getting carried away!
Anyway, that should be the least of my worries, as firstly, they told me I don't have enough amniotic fluid around the baby which is probably why it's painful when she kicks me. They checked that baby was (practice) breathing properly; which she was, and checked that her stomach, bladder and kidneys were all passing fluid, which they all were. So they're happy that the baby is doing well in there. They want to keep an eye on things, so I have another scan in 4 weeks when I'll be 36 weeks. Hopefully by then the amniotic fluid will have increased, otherwise I'll probably have to have her early.
Secondly, I have high blood pressure, which I think is one of my biggest worries. The past few times it's been taken it has been 95/50, 100/52 and 101/51. Now it has shot up to 140/82. They said I have to go get my blood pressure checked every week to keep a close eye on it.
Other than that baby seems to be doing fine, she looks just like Oskar, and from her measurements they worked out she's weighing around 3lb 12oz at the moment. On the plus side I get to see her again in 4 weeks time!

Wednesday, 6 February 2013

My little model.

I love that he's started to pose for photos! These are a couple from today..

Friday, 1 February 2013

Little Man

One of Oskar's most favourite things to do is to go out with Grandma, Grandpa and Mammy for a babyccino. He's such a little gentleman.


Oskar has now been fully potty trained for about a week! Which means I have 10 nappy-free weeks until Erika arrives! (Yay!) He still wears a pull-up on a night - just in case, but he wakes up dry and as soon as he wakes up he tells me 'have a wee wee' so we get up and have a wee on the potty! Grandma has got him using the big toilet at her house which is great because when we go out he can just use the public toilets, he's getting so much better at it and has even learned to push his own winky down so he doesn't have a fountain on the floor!

Tonight has been the ultimate test for him, and for me as he's had diarrhoea so has needed to go a lot. I had to tell him not to use the potty anymore because I was tired of cleaning it every 5 minutes (believe me it's not easy when the contents aren't solid!) so I've told him to tell me when he needs to poo and we'll go on the big toilet! He's done great and had no accidents (yet) although he's been on the toilet about 8 times having what he calls a 'wee poo'.

We're now lying in bed watching 'Mungebob' and I've said he can stay in our bed in case he needs to wake me up so he can use the toilet. Now that he's potty trained he gets very upset and worried if he does something in his pants or pull-up, so I know he'd be really upset if he pooed himself in the night!

He's going to be mortified reading this when he's older! Haha!

30 Weeks!

It goes so quick second time around! Which is great, but a little sad as its probably the last time I do this!